I am staying with Rose and Papa Pierre and there are two other doggie visitors, Frannie and Rupert, but just to be clear, they are not as special as me.
I’m not keen on the upheaval and it turns out for a good reason. It was a box that caused the big accident.
How my black fur can change colour and make me look pale is absurd, Miss Penny speaking.
As Susan’s very efficient assistant I am stepping forward to ask you to be patient, the new version of Susan’s Reader News is coming.
Seriously miffed, I mean irrefutably, incontrovertibly, unquestionably miffed! Miss Penny speaking
At last, the visitors have gone and Susan is home and I can sleep and dream. Yes, dogs can dream. I even growl and bark in my dreams. Now I can curled up tight in my cozy bed and I dream.
NO! Not one word! Take a gander, that means take a look, as author assistant I learn some interesting words. Seriously read it, I am not mentioned.
I’m trembling, things are not right. Susan props the door open and leaves me on my leash, yep inside the apartment.
However, the tables have turned and I am in ‘author assistant’ mode and as busy as a bee, not sure what bees have to do with listening they make an annoying buzzing sound.